Released on June 5, 2012

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[Verse 1]:

Down and dirty, nearly, none are worthy

Because I am so cool you heard me, I fake not

Lord Apak rules, golden rules, twelve jewels

I eat shit, breath, live, feel, love raw Hip-Hop, fool

Eternal love, cop killa slugs

Loaded in my Glock-17 random shots, in every direction

Every mothafucka can get it, catch five

In both sides of your hip, destroy your fuckin' midsection

Celebrate, on your death date

Collide with fate, checkmate, it's a done deal

Silence the weak minded, with nine registered, silencers

I'm on five different kinds of tranquilizers

Fuck Rap, my gat will mesmerize ya, adrenaline, will energize ya

'Til your fuel cells deplete, it's a defeat

A victory that waits in the dark, I can smell blood in the water like a shark

Aqualungs

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(Spanish sample)

[Verse 2]:

We kill mighty gongs, worldwide with microphones

Check the (?), coño, Goddamn!

How the fuck did you store seven grams of pure blow? It went out, fam

Are you okay? You need a ride to the hospital?

Fuck that, yo, just pay me what you owe

I drink like a fish with Aqualungs, I'm so fuckin' drunk, I cannot lie

I gave her five Xanax bars, her pussy is like a running faucet

With a sponge on the nozzle, everytime I lie

My dick grows like Pinocchio

These grimy hoes like it though, I'm out in the sticks growing hydroponic sticky-icky gooey chewy like Chewbacca

Nastier than dead people caca

I'm stranded, in Arizona, dick hard with a boner

I'm a loner, my mother is from Barcelona

Loan a nigga a dollar, then holla at her pimp, oh shit, haha

Evil tracks from the Blunted Sultan, that whore fronted, on the futon

She was only 21, put her pussy on my gun, now it's a pretty pistol


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